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Paroles: Black Lungs. Timeless.

This is nothing original, identifiable
Just familiarity to tap your toes to
The soundtrack to wake up something inside of you
You never knew existed

There is nothing prolific here
Nothing hasn't been done before
This is a sense of time and place
And a feeling to hold on to grow old with this
Hold this as tight as you can, make this timeless

I could remember not too long ago
This was all new to me
Back home things had fell to pieces
But you can't pick them up and start again

Oh no, would have never met you and you
Could have done without me and you
Things change but I wish some stayed the same
This is the spirit of something we never knew
But we all fell hard for it

I'm gonna hold this tight as I can
I'm gonna hold this tight as I can

We will keep singing along
Because when it mattered most
You touched our souls

Every single one of you
What the hell are you doing here?
If all this is and all we are
Are strangers to each other

We will keep singing along
Because when it mattered the most
You touched our souls